Saturday, October 13, 2012

And the Rains Came:

Looking out the balcony glass door I
see a wet – miserable – grey sky with rain falling like a wall of
water. Fall rains that will turn into winter rains soon enough are
now pouring out side. We have had such a long dry period that we
forgot what is coming and now indeed has arrived, I am also sure that
the thought of the rainy seasons has always been smouldering in the
back of our minds.

So here I sit as a couch potato all day
in front of the boob tube wasting time as the rain falls. Dalhouise
has been taken out only to the front door of the complex to water the
closest tree but I know eventually I will have to walk him a little
further.

Sitting in the dry condo my thoughts
begin to ponder about this up coming week – my last week of
employment will beginning this Monday with 57 guests arriving for
lunch. Five full days of work will be hard to adjust too as the last
two weeks we only have worked short weeks enjoying long weekends back
to back. I know that I am tired and as I have talked to the other staff
they have expressed the same sentiment' s. This past week I have been
able to clean and empty two of the four freezers and
this week I plan on using all freezer stock in the other two except
for a few odds and ends so that I can unplug all four freezers for the winter. I
know already at this point I have less canned and dried stock then previous
years so we will not be over wintering much of that stock either.

How many last weeks – last days will
I endure. Thoughts go back to my military days and how during the
last days of exercises, training, there seemed to be more fist fights and problems. People
seemed to use those days to settled old scores. On the other hand
during the last days – people also get energized with new life, new
energy to complete the tasks at hand. There is an underlining
giddiness that surfaces as the end comes closer and closer.

The Television is off now and all
through the unit --- I hear sounds like a couple fighting from below
or is it their Television? Above me I hear the splatter of rain
drops falling on the sky light and the swoosh of cars traveling fast
on the wet pavement of the freeway echoing throughout the living
room in the darkness of the night. The cabin offers sounds of
crickets and chirping birds and kids laughing and hoots of owls and
now my ears must readjust to the sounds of a Condo life. Is there
ever any real silence? Life is full of sounds and noise. Recalling my
time when I was working on the oil rigs up near the Yukon border and
British Columbia I would wander away from the rigs alone along the
ice roads, but it did not seem to matter how far I would walk I could
always hear the hum of some man made machinery in operation in the
distance.

Splattering drops of rain hitting the
sky lights is a welcoming sound – living on the top floor of the
Condo I get this benefit to help ease the fact that I am not in the
cabin in the woods nor in a single dwelling house but an apartment.
Not that there is anything wrong with apartment living – just that
I have lived the majority of my life in a house. The sky lights
offer the light of the moon to penetrate our little unit when it not
hidden away and at times when I am awake late at night if the stars
are out I can look up and see the glory they reflect back to their
creator. On sunny bright days the sky light offer so much more
natural pure light to shine into our unit. But for right now there
is no light shining in only a dark greyish color when I peered up distinguishing the white ceilings and the dark sky beyond leaving the heavy splattering of the rain to lull me to sleep.